Yay! Sorry, Emma, I know you saved a spot. I'm just a little stressed. You had a spot. Didn't mean to rush you.
We'll start tomorrow! I'll PM Mad_Moo. ^_^
Hermione, shut your ungodly, lopsided mouth and quit interrupting! 20 points from Gryffindor. You know, for the brightest witch of your age you can sure be a dumba** sometimes. *smiles* 10 points to Dumbledore!
1. Whitetiger: April Green ~ Conjure
2. Billy: Jack Manson ~ Empathy/Telepathy
3. Skull: Mikael Eisenstein ~ Energy Manipulation
4. Jok: Jason Mius ~ Teleportation
5. Writewatiwant: Kaitlyn Zane Aythris (Zane) ~ Element Control
6. Moonlight: Lulu Panskey ~ Illusionist
7. Bubblegum: Kimberlee Busch ~ Mindreader
8. Chinchillagirl: Cappy ~ Controls the element earth
9. Dreamwalker: Alexander (Alex) ~ Shapeshifter [[Never posted]]
10. Bolt: Zeke ~ Controls water and ice and electricity
Their Kids
1. Tiger: Eloise Eisenstein - Conjuring [[Daughter of Mikael & April/Sister of Alex]]
2. Skull: Alex Eisenstein - Energy absorption & manipulation [[Son of April & Mikael/Brother of Eloise]]
3. Chupa: Laurel Grace Hendricks - Animation [[Sister of Brennan]]
5. Chupa: Brennan Chase Hendricks - Animal Mimicry [[Brother of Laurel]]
6. Bolt: Sylas - Earth and water manipulation [[Son of Zeke]]
7. Jok: Adam - Telekinesis [[Son of Jason & Cappy]]
8. Buggy: Maria Hermoso - Persuasion
9. Emma: Shaun - Healing
10. Emma: Maggie - Mind control & a bit of empathy(?)
So this is it. (: If you want, pick which Original is your parent. (: I'll update soon.
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Hermione, shut your ungodly, lopsided mouth and quit interrupting! 20 points from Gryffindor. You know, for the brightest witch of your age you can sure be a dumba** sometimes. *smiles* 10 points to Dumbledore!
I'm an original member! And I'll totally like join this I'll post the profile later. One question, are the games still on? Those Bolt had planned from the Pendragon thingy, that we never reached xD
-Kat-
P.S: Thanks for the PM, Nicole!
Piglet: How do you spell love? Pooh: You don't spell it. You feel it.
Kat - Anytime! I'm glad that your interested! Oh, and I guess that they could have games, but remember that they will be Zane's kid (or whoever's child that you are). So they're not yet in the other world.
Emma - I'm so sorry! I just assumed. *head/desk* I'll fix up that bit for you. (:
Once Kat posts her profile, we will start!
Hermione, shut your ungodly, lopsided mouth and quit interrupting! 20 points from Gryffindor. You know, for the brightest witch of your age you can sure be a dumba** sometimes. *smiles* 10 points to Dumbledore!
Power: Element Control [inherited from her mother] and she can get a sense of what people are thinking, but nothing clear. That came from her father, though.
Personality: She has a quick temper, as her mother, but she's very attached to her friends and isn't resentful. When she's really mad, she'll start hitting things. When she's nervous, she'll start walking around, squeezing her hands and biting her nails. She is very romantic, always waiting for someone to make a good gesture, but she's also very pessimist, as in if there's a thunder storm a lightning bolt will hit her. She hates thunderstorms and too closed spaces. She likes to sing, as she can sing pretty well, she's also a poetess; she writes her heart out, but keep her papers as a secret.
Other: Up for love. She has a small scar on her right wrist, a diagonal fine line. She also has a very bright smile and a contagious laughter.
Piglet: How do you spell love? Pooh: You don't spell it. You feel it.
"Alex," Eloise called across the parking lot, towards her brother. He always took her home from school. Mostly because their dad insisted that they save on gas.
"Hey Ella," he smiled, stopping to walk beside her. "Ready?"
"Yeah, can you take Maggie?" Eloise asked. "We've got a project for English this weekend."
"Sure," he replied, unlocking the old mustang's door. It wasn't exactly his dream car, but it was all they had for now.
Then, as if on cue, Maggie ran towards them. "I'm ready!"
"Great. Let's go," Ella smiled climbing into the car as Alex drove off.
**Anyone can join them at Ella's and Alex's house. (:**
Hermione, shut your ungodly, lopsided mouth and quit interrupting! 20 points from Gryffindor. You know, for the brightest witch of your age you can sure be a dumba** sometimes. *smiles* 10 points to Dumbledore!
So sorry I'm late! Been working all weekend. I'm quite tired, so I managed to produce a really sucky profile. Forgive me if there's any dumb mistakes in it xD
Name: Hayley Jacobs
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Appearance: Chestnut coloured hair and green eyes. She is quite svelte and dainty, which relates to the slender appearance of the animal she can shapeshift into. (Cheetah, see below)
Power: Cheetah shapeshifter. She also has inherited the characteristics of the animal she can shift to in her human form: Super human speed, heightened senses, and inhuman reaction speed.
Personality: Hayley is a speed freak. She loves the feeling of the world flying past her and the wind in her hair. She is notorious for driving too fast and loves to zoom around in her red Mini. She's a little reckless at times and jumps into things without much thought. She's fun and always finds something to smile over. Hayley is quite 'soft' in many ways, and easy to manipulate. Ask her a favour nicely and she'll most likely do it for you.
She takes insults to heart and gets upset quite easily, especially if you embarrass her. Hayley is the type of person that sees past the faults in people, but that often subjects her to heartbreak when it comes to guys.
Some view her to be a little stubborn but she'll argue her point relentlessly if she believes or knows she is correct.
Other: Up for love
Hey Chupa? Can Hayley have a little crush on Brennan? He's cute xD If not that's okay
“Poetry is old, ancient, goes back far. It is among the oldest of living things. So old it is that no man knows how and why the first poems came.”
Aahh! By the way, Maggie doesn't mind control! >< Catches the odd thought now and then, so mind reader. Just thought I'd clear that up.
Maggie
She lounged on Ella's beanbag as they sat up in Ella's room, talking. Ella was curled up on her bed, listening to Maggie's non stop flow of yak, while Alex leant against the doorframe, looking bored while continuously checking his watch.
"So then he says, 'Kelly S. is lush.' Then when I look over she's all leaning over the table and everything, handing James his juice. And her top - well, you know Kelly likes it all to hang out," she added dryly. "So I'm sitting there, thinking: 'what is the point?' Maggie sighed.
"Well, Mag, he's a guy..." Ella checked her phone for the millionth time. "Where is Hayley?"
"She's picking up Caroline and people," Alex reminded her.
"But he was sooo cute!!" Maggie groaned. "And now he's lost to Kelly. Lost to the darkside."
"Shame. Alex, when are they gtting here?"
"How am I meant to know?"
"Laurel and Brennan will be here before them."
"I thought they were busy and not getting here 'till later..." Maggie interupted.
"Exactly."
"Oh."
Th doorbell rang.
"That's them!" Maggie cried as she scrambled to her feet. Alex stepped aside to let her rush past, eager to greet the others.
**Bolt, Jok, Buggy - sorry I couldn't work them all in. Could anyone meet Shaun for me, pleeeease?? **
Your = Possession. Your shoes are so sweet! You're = Omission. You're quite strange...
If you are confused about which to put, simply say in your mind "you are" and see if that fits the sentence. If not, you are looking for your.
The world whizzed past the car window in a screaming blur as I kept my foot down on the accelerator along the straight of the road. I smiled, reaching over to the volume dial as a Linkin Park song began to boom from the radio. I turned it up and let the windows down, loving the feeling of the wind in my hair. The engine purred louder, my car gaining speed as I weaved out of traffic like a hummingbird fluttering from flower to flower.
I was so lost in speed induced bliss that I rocketed right past the turn I was supposed to be taking. I couldn't be late to pick up my friends; they'd be shocked. When I was in the Mini, I was never late for anything.
"Dammit." I continued on down the road until I came to a roundabout. I swung around it much to the protest of other drivers, muttering under my breath, 'Screw the highway code,' as I made my way back, this time turning into the small housing estate and screeching to a halt outside the house.
*Anyone can be the person she's picking up *
“Poetry is old, ancient, goes back far. It is among the oldest of living things. So old it is that no man knows how and why the first poems came.”
((If Maria needs to be the daughter of an original, I guess she could be Kimberlee Busch's daughter.))
Maria Hermoso
Maria was waiting beside her front door, checking her nails in a bored manner. "She was almost late today," she said to herself without looking up. Apparently satisfied with the state of her nails, Maria approached the car with a polite smile.
"Thank you for picking me up. I'd have a car for myself by now, but that salesman at the lot is very stubborn."
Hayley tapped the steering wheel impatiently as Maria strapped herself into the passenger's seat. "It'd be a lot easier if you'd just get a used car and be done with it."
"Yes, but I'd much rather have the Thunderbird. And I've already talked him down to half the price he was asking for to begin with. One more little chat, and it will be within my budget-"
Hayley peeled out of the parking lot, causing Maria to let out a long stream of what might have been curses in Spanish. "Dio, what is wrong with you?!" she asked, clinging to the door handle for dear life.
"Indeed the safest road to Hell is the gradual one-- the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts." --The Screwtape Letters by C. S. Lewis
"You new?" asked the guy behind the cash register.
"Um, yeah," Shaun replied, uncomfortable.
"Where you moved in? Barkers' place?"
Barkers' place? What was that? A mental institution. "No... Across the street and down the road." He picked up the groceries and handed the guy the money. They'd just got there today, and Shaun had offered to get something for dinner. And milk for his mum's cup of tea in the morning. It was the one thing she had to have.
"Yeah, Barkers'."
"Wonderful." he gave a quick smile to the curious guy and walked out o the little corner shop. He'd grabbed Toad in the Hole from the fridge section. Hopefully his dad had the microwave set up.
Crossing the road, he saw a group of people get out of a flashy Mini. One of them waved to him, so he waved back self-consciously. He waved with the hand that was holding the shopping bag and the Toad in the Hole flew out.
Cursing, he bent down to scoop it up, when someone else grabbed it before he could.
**anyone wanna jump in?
Your = Possession. Your shoes are so sweet! You're = Omission. You're quite strange...
If you are confused about which to put, simply say in your mind "you are" and see if that fits the sentence. If not, you are looking for your.